Lyrics: Tong Yu
Sung by Tong Yu
Rap:
The sky is pale and the fields are vast, and the wind blows and the grass is low, you can see the cows and the sheep
The girl is beautiful, the man is strong, and the prairie song is sung every day
The night falls, and the bonfire is strong, and the stars in the sky are all in rows
The milk of the horse is sweet, and the wine smells good,
Impression of Xilingol
In the early morning pasture, there are many cattle and goats in the wind. >The pasture in the morning, herds of cows and sheep
The man on horseback, the girl in the wind
The wind blowing the green grass, the white clouds hanging in the sky
Looking up at the red sun, the sun is warming my chest
The impression of Xilin Gol, the brain is a vast expanse
Blue sky, white clouds, pasture, the intoxication of the heart
The impression of Xilin Gol, the heart of the mind, the heart of the heart is infinite
The twilight bonfire, the starlight, the mind is broken. Starlight, I want to break my heart
The pasture at dusk, the sleeping cows and sheep
The singing man, the dancing girl
The horse's milk, the wine, the stars hanging in the sky
Sitting around the red bonfire, the horse-head qin is melodious
Silindole impression, the mind is a blank space
Blue sky, white clouds, pasture, intoxicated
Silindole impression, heart of the heart, infinite width
The impression, heart of the heart, infinite width
The impression, heart of the heart, infinite width
The impression, heart of the heart, infinite width
The twilight campfire and the starlight make my heart break
rap:
The sky is vast and the wind blows and you can see the cows and sheep
The girls are beautiful and the men are strong and the prairie songs are sung every day
The night falls and the bonfire is high and the stars are in rows in the sky
The horse's milk and sweet wine smells like Syringol league
Being trapped in the middle of the city, my heart still yearns for you
The colorful neon lights of the city are still the same as those of the city.
Colorful neon rainbow is no match for the starlight of the prairie
Even if you are in another country, your thoughts fly back to the pasture
Xilin Gol Plateau, the homeland of your dreams
In the middle of the city, your heart still sings to you
Steel and concrete is no match for the felt house of the prairie
Even if you are in a faraway place, your thoughts drift with the wind
Xilin Gol Plateau, the paradise of your dreams
It's the best way to make the world a better place. Xilingol Impression